viernes, 8 de octubre de 2010

Writing

Write On! I saw it that causes me pleasure,
to discern good between...
Not to be, and badly to seem,
I managed to deal,
That to pass of instants,
It serves us to comprehend:
Symbols, images...
Morphemes, letters,
Phonemes, theories without precedents,
Allows me to balance them,
My mien of indecent.


Writing is an art,
Of working act the most powerful faculty,
Pedagogic or merchant,
The historical thing that it contains,
Talent needs,
To harvest them,
Of abundant aesthetics...
Verse that in prose I rhymed,
And this way to give it turned to the steering wheel,
In keyboard or pencils.


Writing does not occur everywhere
Not at least on having tried,
Neither since you do not even want...
When to the outline you searched,
I recommend express,
Adoring his language,
Of for yes inherent,
To the surrounding material,
When you design represent...
Enlist to communicate.


Writing is also disorder,
It is necessary for you to remember,
Take accounts of recent,
Or it goes of mess,
After several messages...
Last lines will be nonsense,
The first strophes without tilde,
Will be of correcting them,
Open your mind like later and then...
That it denotes from where I started.


Writing is concomitant...
Holding the culture heritage,
To the margen of every finger this one agent,
Of lacking budget,
With enormous needs,
Because of it that is admitted:
As being intelligent,
Arise from the slope,
That in its life finds,
This way the resources are insufficient.


To write: there goes the word that costs type,
By justice it is obtained,
After be liberating...
And of the mistaken attitudes,
Or the vices that you concealed,
On the heavy worries,
In the deception of your fraud,
Is necessary for my end order to terminate...
Under equal circumstances,
To you had in your hands, get!


To write to the term is sad,
Neither oppressive,
It is better than to hospitalize,
Between sressful stories,
It provides entirely a silence,
Scandal that it damages,
The absence of resonances,
The empire of the muteness,
Off text, the nudity I hate...
When it is opposed to knowledge.

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